He looks at you and says:
If you prefer that to the Lay of Bunions...
Once upon a time, there were four to six adventurers who were going to explore the dreaded Tomb of Borrors! They met in a tavern! Brave were the adventurers! They found a notice on the notice board! It said that the Tomb of Borrors was a dreaded dungeon where Evil ruled, and there was horrible monsters! The adventurers fought the monsters and died! Alas, such was their tragic fate!
Sounds like fun. Where is this tomb?
GAZEBO IS FOLLOWER OF GREAT DEVOURER. HE HUNGERS, THEREFORE I HUNGER.
THESE MONSTERS SHALL BE DEVOURED. AND SHALL RUN, COWARDS! RUN! RUN!! RUN!!!
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You can eat whatever I kill.
Gas, Great Devourer it is. Someone needs to grant you your healing spells.
Alissa and Bab, there is no real note. The Tomb of Borrors is just a legend he sang to you about. Accompanied by his rebab. Being a legend, it may certainly have +2 longswords in it... But it is probably just a legend.
What are you guys doing? There could be a notice of some sort about, say, killing rats for someone on the notice board...
You are no fun, jester. Don't get my hopes up like that. Now I am bored.
*Gets up and walks over to the notice board*
Now, what looks interesting?
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None of you rolled for psionics.
effin' noobs.
The bard looks sad. The notice board has two notices.
5 gp reward for killing the rats in my cellar, signed Tavern Keeper Bobarius.
Attention brave adventurers! Monsters from the Tomb of Borrors are threatening the countryside! Reward for cleaning it out, plus you will be allowed to keep half of what you find there. Talk to Watchman Joeberon in... Hmmm, it seems to say Grainton. Signed Lord Steventru.
Oooo, we have a new player! Come on, sit down. What do you want to play, Runey?
*tears off the first notice seen*
Hey, look at what I found. It says we can make 5 gp for every rat in the cellar we kill. Anyone want to help me.
Okay, guys, there is a girl with a sword who asks if anyone wants to kill some rats in the basement with her. The barwench and the commoners seem to ignore her. Anyone else up for killing rodents?
Are you disputing my choice on how we make money?
THESE VERMIN WILL BE DEVOURED.
Good, lets go. Don't forget, we show the dead rats first so we get paid. Then you can eat them.
Okay. You find the cellar door. It appears to be locked. What do you do?
Tell the owner to open the door or I will have Gazebo smash it open.
Hi, I'm Nesod's familiar. He ran out of other familiars to abuse back at the academy...
Are you here to hunt the rats because your master is a bigger chicken than you?
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I'm Dwayne Dibbley.
I'm a "link boy."
that means I carry the torch for the adventurers.
I'm good at it; really.
Until I figure out how to put "link boy" up there next to my name,
I'll just have to reintroduce myself as "Dwayne Dibbley: Link boy."
Kinda like Wolverine,......what I do isn't very nice, but I'm the best at it" or whatever.
Welcome Dwayne. You are now my servant and will follow my orders, or I throw you to the monsters.
"I'm hungry. I'm thirsty. When's my lunch break?"
As soon as we kill the rats, then you and Gazebo con have a nice lunch.
"That's not in the contract. I get 3 hots and a cot, and the hots are specifically "trail rations."
In chapter ii subsection iii of the Union of Humble Linkboy's Guidelines for Dungeoneering and Contracting, it specifically specifies that "under no circumstances will a "verminous protein source" be substituted for an "animal protein source" by way of train rationeering preparation and dispersement.
Errr,.....you're not chaotic, are you?
Got it in one.
Alignment is no excuse. You have to honor the contract terms.
What contract? You came in the door, announced you are here to be a link boy, I said you are now my servant, you said "Okay." No contract was signed.
It was inferred. Don't feign ignorance.
SHALL I DEVOUR THE SERVANT CHILD
That's fine as long as I'm not on the dinner menu.
No.
Can we kill some rats before Nesod makes me clean out his ears again?
watches quietly
My INT is higher than yours. They just made me follow you because of that incident...
Rabbit on the run! Rabbit on the run!
ducks into a corner and cringes.
The rats will not be able to hide
"Let it also be noted that Nesod is bad with money. Fifty gold on pony figurines? Honestly, sir."
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Wow. What a lousy ninja. Wearing a big sign over her head that says "HAY!!! NINJA!!! RIGHT OVER HERE!!!!!"
It's pretty bad when the only person who has any sense in an adventuring party is a talking chicken.
I'm gonna need double pay for hazard duty here.
*checks contract* You don't get to negotiate hazard pay.....
You guys sure are making a big deal over 7 cp a week.
More evidence you don't know what you're doing I guess.......
The owner of the tavern is a large, buff man in his sixties. He has ucountable scars over his arms, hands and face. Presumably also over the parts of him you can't see due to clothes.
"Here to kill some rats? Lovely. Just let me open the door for you. Kill ten and you get 5 gp. I need to see ears as proof. Just.."
He scratches his head.
"... You should know, I think they are planning something. Something bad. And one of them is probably a monster of some sort."
He opens the cellar door, taking the time to fiddle with a catch next to the door frame as he does. The door opens to a large stone stair that winds into the deep...
What are you doing?
As I have darkvision, I look down the stairs.